Fights Poem by Mallory Stephens

Fights



fights
every freakin night
happiness
does it exist
can it exist
where i live
is hell my home
nightmares
over and over
replayed all in my head
my happy place
i cant find it
too much
this is the end
im sorry
goodbye

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